News of the internal trial of the Akmund family soon spread throughout Faust's wealthy family. The news shocked some and left others thinking.

On Floating Island 66, in the private library of Joseph's Castle, Raymond listened to the whole process of the trial, and then pondered for a long time before saying to Ferron: "Gordon's move is not only to purge the family, but he is also telling all the Faust families that this matter is not over. He had a son dead, but Falk was still alive. ”

Faeron was silent, his face heavy.

The last assassination failed, but on the surface Akmund did not suffer, and even seriously wounded Falk and many of the noble youths who accompanied him. Although those young men were not members of the Fourteen Wealthy Families, they were also the children of ordinary aristocratic families who had settled in the main city of Faust. For this matter, Count Golia had to spend at least a difficult week in the Confederate Council, subjected to numerous questions and questions. Although Gordon is now a member of the council, he has only one vote and no veto power as a member of the seventh-tier floating island.

However, the outcome of this incident is doomed.

The Holy Alliance Council, as its name suggests, is just a place for the members of the Alliance to discuss matters, and whether the results of the vote are enforceable or not depends on the various forces behind the scenes and checks and balances. Therefore, it is impossible to make any really severe judgment on a count like Goliath, who is personally powerful and also has an actual fief, for the disability of a few aristocratic youths.

In addition, while most councils are allowed to sit in attendance, only members of the Fourteen have official seats in the Holy Alliance Council, and at least for now, these families know the inside story of the Falk affair. Embarrassment for a week is actually to make those ordinary nobles who have children injured feel better and gain some face, that's all. Now that the Holy Alliance is in peace, not civil war, the necessary whitewashing work still needs to be done.

However, Gordon not only caught Wallin's evidence in the first place, but also immediately convened an intra-clan trial that night and executed Wallin in front of all the members of the clan. It would have been impossible for such a large-scale trial to be kept secret, and Gordon had apparently not intended to keep it secret.

Now the result is that Gordon has lost a son, so it must have made Duke Joseph lose a son as well, but not Faulk. On the other hand, it was Gordon who sent a clear message to all the great families of Faust, that is, Richard was an untouchable rebel, and whoever wanted to move Richard must prepare for an all-out war with Akmund.

Faeron stood up and said solemnly, "Young Master, Richard's position in Akmund is even more important than we originally expected. Gordon even declared him a core member of the family this time, and he hadn't even made a real Constructed Knight! There must be some information we didn't get. It looks like we're going to prepare for war. ”

Raymond sighed a little helplessly and said, "The war between us and Akmund has never stopped. However, in this way, it is not possible to do anything to Richard in Faust, and if it were to do something similar again, it would not be to attack Akmund, but to provoke the 'bloodthirsty Philip'. Teacher Faeron, you prepare, we are going to leave for the Mins plane as much as possible, and the battle situation there needs to be opened as much as possible, so that the most elite troops can be liberated. We now have an elite mobile unit in our family domain. In addition, to increase the intensity of intelligence gathering, I need to have more information on the private plane of Gordon, and if possible, I may as well take the initiative. ”

Faeron nodded, and then said, "Young Master, don't worry too much, although Akmund has a Richard, at most it will only pull the two parties back to the same position." Aren't you, young master, also a constructor?"

Raymond shook his head and said, "In terms of construction technology, I can't make that superb composite structure, so it's really worse than Richard." ”

"But the young master's knowledge, ability to lead troops and govern are not comparable to Richard. You are the real hero who can push Joseph to the fifth floating island!"

"Hero?" Raymond laughed self-deprecatingly, and said, "How can a weak body like me become a hero, maybe I won't be able to break through level 5 in this life." ”

A faint sorrow flashed across Faeron's face: "But young master, you still have a talent for magic, aren't you already a twelfth-level magician now, and you are a rare Solomon Fort scholar mage." ”

"That's right!" Raymond laughed, as if his world was full of sunshine.

However, Fei Lun, who accompanied his young master to smile, knew very well in his heart that what Raymond lacked most was time, if he couldn't make a breakthrough in his combat position, then Raymond's life would be less than twenty years left. Twenty years is only a short moment in the plane war. However, the defect of the congenital physique makes only a miracle that can make Raymond make all the breakthroughs in his combat position

In the battle of the endless plane, in the turbulent torrent of time, life is the cornerstone of any hero's foothold.

In Faust, whether it is the real vision or the status of nothingness, the floating islands of the fifth layer are high above. Their orbit was already above the level of the city of Fushide, and the highest point of the orbit was even close to the Eternal Dragon Temple. If you want to push the Joseph family to the fifth level of floating islands, the time it takes is calculated in hundreds of years. Twenty years, in the long river of history, not a small splash can be stirred.

The Holy Alliance's not great, but absolutely powerful emperor, 'Bloodthirsty Philip', lives on floating island 54 at the moment. Although the diameter of 1.5 kilometers is the largest of the developed floating islands, it is very difficult to let go of the imposing palace of the Holy Alliance, and in addition to the extensive use of spatial magic, it has also required a lot of sacrifices in the design of the landscaped green space.

The palace is built on a hill and is staggered, and the top of the hill is artificially flattened, and the main building of the palace is located here. It is a seventeen-storey building, with countless spires and sculptures adorned with every window, every balcony, and every column, each of which has both historical and artistic value, but when stacked together, it does not seem so harmonious.

When the pale golden glow slowly thickens and spreads over the palace's breakfast room, pre-dinner snacks and aperitifs are already on the rectangular table. A full ten maids stood on sterling silver plates, and several court officials dressed in wigs were also waiting, ready to report on the important events of the past day at the emperor's breakfast.

A crisp and pleasant brass bell rang in the breakfast room, and a bird with bright feathers on a copper frame hanging from the roof called: "The emperor is coming, the emperor is coming!"

The door on the other side of the breakfast room opened, and in entered, an extremely burly and fat man. He was more than two meters twenty tall, wore a pale blonde curly wig, and his skin was the color of Faust's sun, whether it was the horizontal flesh on his face that trembled with walking, or the beard with his thick upper lip and curved upwards at both ends, all of which shone with a shiny oil. The surprisingly large belly was wrapped in a satin-painted blouse and strangled by a wide gold belt. The belt is studded with gemstones, and the center clasp is inlaid with an Azhara Star Diamond! a star diamond that can be used in a fifth-order build or the core part of a legendary item, but on this belt it is a simple ornament with no magical effect.

This man who was dressed in sumptuous and extravagant clothes to the point of being almost comical was His Majesty, Philip, the supreme emperor of the Holy Alliance.

The Emperor moved his mountain-like body to the table, and with great difficulty stuffed himself into a chair that was three times larger than normal, before he took a breath and said, "This chair is smaller again!"